She must've been drawn to you
as hating you never occurs to her mind despite of the pain, tears you let her shed
for you couldn't handle her way of loving.
She must have been drawn to you.
For she couldn't picture herself
loathing on your existence
though it is crystal clear,
you couldn't handle both her rains
soon, she will stop.
She finally realized that love
is complex and futile.
She'll get over you
and she will chide Cupid
from the attempt of aiming
his arrows at her
“Some of us think holding on makes us strong, but sometimes it is letting go.”— Herman Hesse